Mistress Toothsmooth
Dreamed 1915/1/20 by Yves Delage
I find myself in the passage which, in my home, divides the coal-cellar from the winecellar. I've been here half a day. Next to me, on a high stool, curled up, lounges a small tigress. I say tigress for brevity, but in fact she has the speckled brown color of my sheepdogs and a head that's quite like a housecat's; her fur is long and silky. I watch her and wonder and pronounce mentally the words: carnivorous, feline, but not really a tigress. I also know the creature is female.
I have the feeling she's dangerous, yet I have no great fear of her, because she loves me and would not harm me. So I risk, not without some apprehension, to caress her flanks, then her head, enjoying the contact with her silky fur. The creature moans softly and between us we establish a mute dialogue where the questions don't reach my lips and where I read in my thoughts her answers, which her moans are the signs and accompaniments of. I ask her "Why do you moan?" She answers "I'm tired of only having bread; I need meat." I reply "That won't be easy, since it's hard to find cheap; and my wife, knowing that the dogs already cost a lot to feed scraps and bits, won't allow this extra expense." Instantly my wife appears in the cellar as if evoked by my naming her opinion, then disappears again. |
I advise my tigress to go out at night in the streets of Sceaux and to eat all the cats she meets.
At this moment appears the mental image strongly exteriorised of a street corner (Rue Houdan and Rue Docteur Berger) lit by a streetlamp, with a passer-by who's late, in a hurry; and I tell myself that the wanderings of my tigress could risk rousing some emotion [trouble?]; suddenly the value of my advice seems doubtful. At this moment, I turn my head and see, in the cellar, some enormous quarters of meat brought here for my family's consumption. Despite their disproportionate size, I feel no shock, and order that they be taken upstairs so as not to excite the tigress to covet them. The meat disappears. Meanwhile the tigress, who I go on caressing, gets more and more coaxing/wheedling, and during a purr most significant, I guess something. I lend an ear, the purr goes on, and I hear this: "I should like you to call me Mistress Toutmuss." She says this in the tone of a child timidly asking an exceptional favor. I ask myself what ths name could mean, which I mentally spelled like the above, and which I silently pronounced: Toutt Mouss, and which I only knew (how? why?) was English. I wrinkled my forehead. For Tout, I came up with nothing. Mouss made me think of pamplemousses, the grapefruit I had eaten in America, but I couldn't see any connection between grapefruit and my tigress's desire. Soon after, I woke. |
Barely awake, I studied my dream and found at first in my mind the question which I poses on the subject of that name: Toutmuss. While the other episodes returned to my memory, a flash lit up my brain--the Tout of Toutmuss must be spelled Tooth; for Muss, my perplexity persisted; the link with pamplemousse didn't feel at all right. But then a second flash! This Muss must be spelled Smooth. The whole name is thus Toothsmooth, that the tigress claims as a reward for her sweetness and gentleness with me, as she could claim she maintained 'velvet paws'.
This curious dream brought up interesting points:
Delage's dreams came to my attention in Carl Jung's Dream Interpretation Ancient and Modern: Notes from the Seminar Given in 1936-1941, which has a chapter on Delage's Le Rêve, a 600-page work with 173 dreams in it (not all Delage's), never translated into English. This sample dream's my crude translation/transcription from a (blurry) copy online at the Internet Archive. A pain, but I wanted at least one example of Delage.
You can see why Jung liked Delage's dreams; Toothsmooth is a vivid anima figure dreamt just two years after Jung's own dream Dove Girl, the origin of the anima concept. When Toothsmooth named herself, Jung was still groping. So is Delage, of course; he only traces the roots of her odd name, but surely there's much in Toothsmooth he ignores. Delage spends hours in the cellar petting a catgirl (and his wife doesn't seem to care). Interspecies telepathy (well, spiritualism was in the air, but plenty of people still denied human evolution). Toothsmooth is ill-fed and he claims they can't afford even scraps for her (while huge hunks of meat hang, and she politely starves!) He urges her to go out and devour the neighbors' cats (is he proposing to sneak out, and... tomcat around?). Most interesting of all, Mistress Toothsmooth names herself, wants to be recognized as a person deserving respect as well as food--which neither Delage nor the Jungians in that seminar seem to see. "That's Mistress Anima to you."
Being an ignorant primitive myself, I see non-Freudian non-Jungian possibilities:
Well, probably.
On the other hand, Delage experiences subjective telepathy (what do I mean, subjective? That they're telepathic in his dream, but when he wakes there's no proof that he really was reading someone else's mind--which can happen! I told you I'm a primitive.) This might be a self-flagging dream, a dream announcing it's a certain type. Say, dream characters discuss lucidity so that you go lucid; dream symbols are explained in the dream; a mechanic tells you "this dream's literal, your bad brakes don't symbolize an inability to say no--check your brakes!"; telepathy is discussed, and the next day your dream turns out to parallel a friend's. Self-flagging.
So for me, Delage's experience of telepathy could be his brain trying to say "this is external input". From what? A spirit intrigued by a dream-researcher in ultra-rational France? (slim pickings!--bread not meat.) Or a pet cat who likes his petting and has her own unrealizable dreams? (as Lady Murr remarks in The Game of Rat and Dragon, "What a pity he is not a cat!") Or a human dreamer--a neighbor, maid or nanny?--who'd like Delage to pet her and evades the wrath of his wife by turning feline (yet not straining the budget)?
All unlikely, but you can't assess possibilities if you can't imagine them. And European intellectuals must act on psychoanalytic not shamanic premises, or get shunned as superstitious. Jung's pretty conservative and still got tarred.
Now when I started serious dreamwork, I too had an apparently predictive dream like Maury's: Fanfare Foreseen. Glad I'm a savage! I could hypothesize not only that my dream foresaw the racket that woke me, I could also notice it came when I'd just read Maury's dream and wondered if it could be predictive not instantaneous. My dream helped me by letting me experience what Maury did! So I suspect that Maury's dreams too may have been trying to show off their full range of ability--not just stimulus-response but sometimes predictive. True, their experiment (in stimulating Maury, hoping to get an intelligent response) misfired--sing to a tone-deaf man, and he just wonders why you speak so oddly--but E for Effort.
Mistress Toothsmooth, then, may be trying to make contact partly to protest her unfair neglect. The dream certainly points out some Delagian hypocrisy about her upkeep! But Toothsmooth may also have made such an overture because Delage was doing dream research, to help him in that process by showing that the supposedly instinctual Unconscious was in fact quite conscious, both of self and of other--and wanted his so-called conscious to acknowledge her. By name. In print.
And it worked.
SOURCE: Le Reve by Yves Delage, 1916, p.335-8. Comments from Carl Jung's Dream Interpretation Ancient and Modern, 2014 reprint, p. 64-5.
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